Another installment in the "Look Away, Jimmy Carter" Chronicles . . .
Ananova brings us this:
Giant bunny attacks veg
I'm assuming 'veg' is Britslang for 'vegetable garden.'
But the true monster in this story may not be the gigantic rabbit. The true monster is revealed in the first line of the story:
Allotment owners have called in armed guards to protect their vegetables - from a rabbit.
'Allotment owners'? Has Brit Brother become so intrusive that it doles out the freedom to grow a garden in allotments?
And one more thing -- if the Brits had private gun ownership, they could take care of the problem as individuals, without having to go to the trouble and expense of hiring armed guards.
posted by The Last American at 9:34:00 AM
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Good golly...Drudge just posted this story but with a picture of Karl Szmolinsky's holding up a giant rabbit of the type he breeds (not in the Johnny Depp sense, from your "Verpisste Windeln" narrative, but like, this dude breeds male and female rabbits to make cute little rabbits, er, cute little big rabbits) and I think it'd take a major airgun to knock such a beast down for good. If I recall...in the UK, air rifles producing less than 12 foot pounds are not considered firearms and may be bought, sold, possessed, et cetera, by anyone 16 or older, so in essence, a .177" caliber airgun that shoots a kinda standard 7.9 grain pellet at 800 feet per second or less can be owned by anyone without a firearms certificate. I think .22 caliber air rifles shooting pellets up to 650 feet per second (owing to the heavier pellets used) are also "non-guns". So I am assuming the reason for the armed guards, instead of tackling the problem themselves, is to get folks with the pesky-to-get gun licences and either real firearms or high-powered airguns, the latter being the case here. I can tell you from personal experience that my cheapo $20 Chinese B3F 600-800 foot per second/.177" caliber airgun I bought off the Cummins Tool truck, while nasty and crappy and likely capable of taking off a finger if you pull the trigger with your finger in the loading port, well, it'll kill cottontail and swamp rabbits all day long quickly, and efficiently, with head shots out to twenty yards.
Thinking of which...I was reading the New York Times weekend magazine from a week or two back and this kinda hippy-dip overly-analytical guy, a Berkeley U. journalism professor, wrote what turned out to be a really interesting piece on his first hunt, a recent hunt for wild hogs in norther California. He did whack his hog (pun not intended, but I decided not to edit as it's funny) using a friend's borrowed .270 caliber pump-action rifle, and had a high old time, but mentioned that recent research indicates that when folks actually kill animals while hunting, there is a cannabinol released inside the brain, (starts with an "a", I can't specifically remember which one) that gives off a similar euphoria that, you guessed it, would be given off by marijuana. Strangely, I do think I've felt this, and I think it's more pronounced with larger animals, like deer, though I've not yet had the desire to acquire the full Bob Marley catalog, grow out nappy dreads, or wear a Jamaican flag knit snood, though I usually get the munchies for McDonald's double cheeseburgers shortly thereafter.
Go figger.
R
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